Ding!
Congratulations host, you have obtained the mystical ability [Mirror Clone]!
The Blood Divine Son was still screaming in agony, while the Mirror Demon had already perished.
"Mirror Clone!?" Gu Qingfeng's face instantly lit up with joy as information about the Mirror Clone ability flooded into his mind.
[Mirror Clone]: Creates a clone identical to the original body with equivalent strength (including weapons). Duration depends on the host's cultivation level, currently lasting for the time it takes to burn an incense stick.
Gu Qingfeng grew increasingly delighted. Wasn't this just like the Mirror Demon's ability? Although it could only copy himself, it didn't have the Mirror Space restrictions. Overall, he was quite satisfied.
The duration was a bit short, but that wasn't a problem. Once his cultivation level increased, the duration would extend as well.
Just as Gu Qingfeng was rejoicing, suddenly another 'ding' sounded!
Ding!
Congratulations host, your bloodline concentration has reached the critical threshold and can now undergo bloodline awakening.
Oh, so the esteemed Blood Divine Son had kicked the bucket too.
But what was this bloodline awakening?
Just as Gu Qingfeng was about to inquire, his head suddenly felt ice-cold! It felt like someone had poured a whole bottle of cooling oil over his brain.
Ding!
You are under attack from the Blood Demon's remnant soul.
Soul Power +100+100+100+......
What the fuck!? What's going on?
Is this some inception-level mind game? Or like Russian nesting dolls within dolls within more dolls?
Why is there another one?
"Young man, your body is peculiar, actually able to destroy my source blood. I must extract your soul and refine your spirit! Otherwise, I cannot ease my... Ahhhhh! It's that mysterious power again! How is it possible! Even my soul power is... No!! After two hundred years of plotting, with resurrection at hand, I cannot die here..."
The Blood Demon's remnant soul's voice abruptly ceased.
Gu Qingfeng stood there speechless for a long while. After some time, he cautiously asked himself: "Hey? Anyone else?"
No one answered him.
The system's voice chimed in right on cue.
Ding!
Congratulations host, after multiple breakthroughs in soul power limits, you have gained the talents: [Keen Senses], [Photographic Memory], [Clear Mind], [Internal Vision], [Spirit Perception]
This series of notifications left Gu Qingfeng dumbfounded, muttering to himself: "Holy crap! I've struck it rich overnight!"
With the increase in soul power, Gu Qingfeng could clearly perceive some blurry images - harmless soul fragments left behind by the Mirror Demon and Blood Demon's remnant soul, carrying their memories.
He quickly used his soul power to sense these fragments and finally understood the relationships between all parties involved.
This story began two hundred years ago when the Blood Demon was surrounded and killed by the righteous army led by the Demon Suppression Bureau.
However, the Blood Demon was uniquely gifted, claimed to be immortal and able to regenerate from a single drop of blood. Although he died without an intact corpse, he left behind thirty-six drops of source blood. These thirty-six drops were indestructible by human means, and each drop contained a remnant of the Blood Demon's soul with independent consciousness, later known as Blood Divine Sons.
So actually, the Blood Divine Son and the Blood Demon's remnant soul were the same entity, just that one referred to the physical form and the other to the soul form.
At that time, the righteous army had killed the Blood Demon but suffered numerous casualties themselves and had no strength to continue fighting. They could only watch helplessly as the thirty-six Blood Divine Sons scattered and fled.
Since then, a legend spread throughout the world: the day when the thirty-six Blood Divine Sons reunited would be the day of the Blood Demon's resurrection.
However, having seen part of the Blood Demon's memories, Gu Qingfeng knew this legend was nonsense. The Blood Demon's resurrection wasn't that simple - he had suffered severe damage to his source power during that battle, and to resurrect, he needed to restore it first.
How to restore it? Naturally, with blood.
Each Blood Divine Son needed to absorb enough blood to fully revive. After all thirty-six Blood Divine Sons were revived and united, the Blood Demon would return to the world. Although one drop had now been lost, consumed by Gu Qingfeng, the Blood Demon could still resurrect. To be precise, he only needed one Blood Divine Son to exist and revive to resurrect, but each missing Blood Divine Son meant his power would be weakened by one thirty-sixth. The Blood Demon wanted to gather all Blood Divine Sons before resurrecting simply to regain his full former power. Otherwise, with insufficient power, resurrection would just waste the Blood Divine Sons. If he could be killed at full power back then, resurrecting at partial strength would be even more dangerous. It was safer to remain as scattered Blood Divine Sons, secretly recovering power.
For the past two hundred years, the Blood Demon Cult had been searching for the Blood Divine Sons, conducting blood sacrifices, reviving them, and working toward resurrecting the Blood Demon to restore their ancestral glory.
As for the Mirror Demon, during that battle two hundred years ago, the righteous alliance deliberately selected ten extraordinarily talented individuals. Each of them could have reached the Grandmaster realm, but they all deliberately suppressed their cultivation levels specifically to deal with the Mirror Demon, planning to breakthrough within the Mirror Space.
However, fighting against one's own copy meant both sides were equally matched - even a moment's distraction could mean death, let alone trying to breakthrough during battle. The copy wouldn't give you such an opportunity.
Of the ten geniuses, nine died. Only one managed to breakthrough by luck and defeat the Mirror Demon. The losses were devastating - under normal circumstances, all ten could have become Grandmasters. In essence, they sacrificed nine potential Grandmasters to defeat a single Mirror Demon.
As for why they had to use these half-step Grandmaster geniuses to fight the Mirror Demon, rather than those at half-step Force, half-step True Qi, or half-step Internal Qi levels, it was because the Mirror Demon had another technique called Mirror Invasion - the same one he ultimately used against Gu Qingfeng. This technique allowed the mirror clone to invade the original body, possess it successfully, and turn the host into a mirror slave. This technique could only be resisted by Grandmasters or those who had touched the realm of Grandmaster insight - in other words, half-step Grandmasters.
In that battle, nine human geniuses died, and the Mirror Demon also perished. His true form was a mirror that shattered on the spot - a broken mirror that could never be whole again, leaving the Mirror Demon between life and death.
Only his remnant soul remained, barely surviving in the world. However, heaven never completely closes all doors - he found a Blood Divine Son, which then parasitized his body, providing him with life force while he provided blood to it, allowing both to survive.
However, he was extremely weak and needed nearly two hundred years to recover. Once recovered, he wasn't satisfied with small-scale killings and blood-drinking anymore. He began causing larger disturbances, planning to expedite the Blood Demon's revival, which led to the Black Water Village incident.
Although the Mirror Demon had recovered his strength, he was traumatized by the battle from two hundred years ago. Therefore, he didn't dare target the high-ranking officials of the Demon Suppression Bureau, especially the Earth-rank Demon Eliminators, fearing that people would discover he was still alive and send more geniuses after him. So he only picked on easier targets.
Then he picked on Gu Qingfeng...
After understanding the whole story, Gu Qingfeng no longer cared about these old matters. What he cared about most now were his gains!
This was truly a massive harvest, and he needed to carefully study all these new abilities.
[Mirror Clone] needed no introduction - it was truly a divine skill!
He had already asked the system about [Bloodline Awakening] - the Blood Divine Son's attack had increased his bloodline concentration and stimulated his bloodline to awaken!
Just as everyone's ancestors included some remarkable individuals, everyone carried some powerful bloodlines within them. However, as these bloodlines were passed down through generations, they became increasingly diluted and their powers dormant. Under the Blood Divine Son's attack, the bloodline passed down from Gu Qingfeng's ancestors could now awaken.
The reason it hadn't awakened immediately was because the power within the bloodline was contained within Gu Qingfeng's own body, not provided by the system, so it needed to awaken naturally - the system wouldn't handle this.
As for what exactly his ancestral bloodline was, even Gu Qingfeng himself didn't know. He would only find out after it awakened.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
